Day 1 was really hard. I crashed hard in the first minute or so, replaced the buckle that popped off my shoe and worked on a 15 second gap back through traffic up to Paul. It was hard and we rode together a bit but he would stomp me on the hill every lap and the band snapped. I was able to stay within 10 seconds or less the rest of the race and put in some efforts on the last few laps to close it down, getting pretty close, but think he was saving a bit for Sunday.
After a relaxing day with Robbie on Sat and a good night of sleep I was tempted to do the A race, but since I knew Paul was racing in the morning to get on the road, I opted for that. I always race way better the second day at Faust, usually one of my best races of the year. I went from the gun and felt strong and ultra motivated. I was able to put time into Paul every lap and build a commanding lead, which I felt good about. I really enjoy racing against him and he's such a good all around guy/competitor.
I stayed and watched Robbie dominate the B race, looking ultra strong and taking his first win. He was able to catch and pass a group of three in the A race, which was cause for me celebrating the rest of the week but making poor decisions, binging shows and eating tons of ice cream. The old trick of putting the post CX season whiskey stash in a box in the basement didn't work but we got in some good TITS and had a great visit. My new frame showed up on Friday and, against better judgement, I started to build it which came very close to sabotaging our Saturday long ride, but we pulled it off in the clutch and enjoyed the weather, which was amazing. Great visit.
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